After wearing the book, I kidnapped the villain

Chapter 259 Making Osmanthus Cake
Seeing the strange gazes of the two, Elder Cen pretended to be stern, coughed softly, and asked repeatedly: "Zi Chen, do you still have the anti-heat medicine?"

Luo Zishen nodded: "Yes, but it's just"

"It's fine if you have it, can you take it with you?"

"Have."

This heat-relief medicine was really found by Luo Zichen when he was looking for Yuxia ointment.

Afraid that Mr. Cen would be in a hurry, he didn't put it aside, and immediately brought it out together.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Cen really needed this summer heat medicine?
Thinking about it, he handed the anti-heat medicine that he carried with him into the palm of Cen Lao.

Elder Cen took it, and stuffed it into Shen Nanping's arms without saying a word.

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Shen Nanping was even more confused by his actions.

He lowered his head to look at the anti-heat medicine, and then at the medicine bag in his hand, he didn't understand, so he said, "No, Mr. Cen, what do you mean?"

Cen Laoyu said earnestly: "Boy Nan, if you go out for a run, you may also suffer from heatstroke. This anti-heat medicine is just right for you."

Shen Nanping was puzzled: "Old Cen, why do you have such an illusion?"

Elder Cen narrowed his eyes, and said indifferently, "If not, why are you so burned that you can't even clear your mind?"

After saying that, before Shen Nanping recovered from his words, Mr. Cen snorted coldly, took the jade blemish ointment from Luo Zichen's hand, and entered the room where Shen Shuqing was.

With a bang, he slammed the door shut.

Only two people were left standing there, staring at each other.

Shen Nanping swallowed: "Child, do you know what Elder Cen meant just now?"

Hearing the word "child", Luo Zishen's expression was instantly disturbed. He followed Cen Lao's tone and snorted coldly, squinting at the anti-heat medicine: "Even if Zishen knew, why did he tell you?"

After finishing speaking, I saw his small back, gradually drifting away.

Shen Nanping: "." Pooh, is it so hard to teach children nowadays?
If it was in Lingxianmen, he would definitely teach the child a good lesson.

Cultivated to suppress, he still doesn't believe that there can be such an arrogant child who is disobedient?
but
He rubbed his chin and thought about it carefully: It seems that he is bullying a child, is it a bit unrighteous?
"Still go to decoction!"

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A mid-spirited roar interrupted his thoughts, Shen Nanping tensed his body suddenly, and subconsciously replied: "Yes!"

When I came back to my senses, I was a little frustrated again.

That's all, he has a lot of adults, so he doesn't care about Mr. Cen.

The most important thing is to quickly wake up Senior Brother Shu Qing.

Shen Nanping went to the kitchen to cook medicine in a hurry.

Before they got close, they could vaguely hear intermittent conversations coming from the kitchen.

"Niuniu, are you sure you only need osmanthus in the osmanthus cake?"

Feng Yu frowned, his expression was surprised for a moment, and then disappeared very quickly.

While buying sweet-scented osmanthus cakes on the street, I heard the little girl chattering non-stop like a sparrow, whispering to the owner of the stall, hoping to get a recipe for sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.

He thought it was just the little girl's question on a whim, but he never thought that after eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, the little girl would roll up her sleeves and rush to the small kitchen excitedly, saying that she wanted to show off her cooking skills.

It can be seen that there are lumps of shapeless sweet-scented osmanthus cakes on the cutting board.

Feng Yu inexplicably felt the urge to leave.

Shen Shushu was about to put the carefully kneaded sweet-scented osmanthus cake into the pot.

Hearing his words suddenly, the little girl turned her head involuntarily, turning her black eyes with a faint mist, her palm-sized face was covered with white flour, and her nose was rubbed with dust, she looked like a bird that was everywhere. It's like a little cat who has returned from fun.

She raised her face slightly, and retorted with a serious face: "Isn't there only sweet-scented osmanthus in the osmanthus cake?"

"..."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Feng Yu's lips moved slightly, and he fell silent for a moment, but unexpectedly heard laughter coming from outside the door...

　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)